Chicken 15: Cuban

Man the baseball playoffs would be so boring and pointless were it not for the amazingly bad calls by the umpires. How many blown calls can the umpires get wrong. Every failure has also gone for the Yankees, making it look like every game is so incredibly fixed.

Probably is fixed for the Yankees anyways. World Series against the Phillies? Pfffttttttt.

Chicken 15: Cuban Food

So today we go by the diner again and hope that they have chicken pot pie posted up on the menu. Spinach pie today. Bah. I like spinach actually, but come on. Chicken pot pie shall be mine one way or another.

So instead of that, we head to Sophie's, a Cuban food place. Walking in there, I had no idea how their system worked. Menu didn't seem to match up with the walk up and point cafeteria type food displays. After looking around for a bit trying to figure things out I pointed and got my food.

I ordered spicy grilled chicken cooked with onions and peppers on rice with beans and a side of fried bananas. Came in one of those big round aluminum containers with a clear plastic lid. Pretty big. I noticed a lot of rice.

The chicken was a tad dry, but not distractingly so. Eating it was simple enough, and the large flat pieces were easy to cut up. Good flavor, good kick. The onions and peppers cooked with the chicken held more of the spiciness. Onions and peppers were cooked well, like on sausage and peppers. There was also a chili pepper in there that was plenty damn spicy. Fried bananas were tasty, slightly sweet.

There was a lot of rice with beans. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't amazing (how could it be, its just rice and beans) but damn they filled up the entire container with rice. Lots of rice. Dr. Atkins would be very upset with that meal if he wasn't dead. I wouldn't care either way though.

Good food, little pricey. I tell ya the pork and other stuff they had there look a little better than the chicken. Some other time, chicken must go on.